Demon's Virtue

"Bleh." - Imp An Imp, a monster known to kill with a grin, a demon of the world, a creature of incredible might! Something that no force in the world can stand against! At least that's what the Main Character would like himself to be, the reality is very different, however. Exactly that Imp stumbles along a path of unfortunate fortunes and grows through it, in a world that hates its very existence. It grows more intelligent, more powerful, simply better at whatever it needs to do. Amongst other things, that includes raising children, killing Soldiers, and carving wooden figurines for money.

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"Forces of nature...?" Jess repeated as she looked at Eiro, who was just standing there as still as rock, waiting for these three to answer him. She turned her head and looked up at James, expecting him to be making some kind of angry or startled expression. He had never really been all too emotional ever since she knew him, but since Eiro came along, she had seen him make all sorts of expressions.

But now, James was just staring back at Eiro without any sort of emotion on his face. This went on for a few more moments, before he suddenly pulled his foot over the ground, "Don't you dare make me regret this." James said, making his way over toward the stairs while Jess had her eyes fixated on the Light Elf's face. And when she turned around toward Eiro, he was just standing there with a light grin on his face.

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